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[anneminime]

Uhmmm... I forgot my Tumblr account... Again XD

Well, take a drawing pf MickMick from Oblitus Casa!

Speedpaint: https://youtu.be/BMjK9rySuUQ?si=lpQbuL4EsOI7ORP2

[factual-fantasy]

I found this drawing prompt a few days/weeks ago and it was the PERFECT prompt for my Welcome Home AU XDDD It captured my versions of the neighbors perfectly!

I also poured a lot of effort into the artwork this time around. I think it paid off!! :))) So colorfulllll 💞💞💞

[vamprisms]

wuthering heights retold as a series of airbnb reviews

[edorazzi]

Page 35 of my Miraculous Mentor AU comic A Matter of Trust! In which the cat's out of the bag, and it might break the two heroes apart! 😰🧨

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[kuulpenguin]

And they all lived (mostly) happily ever after! <3

@infinityroom thank you so much for creating such an incredible world! I’ve loved getting to participate and come up with my own theories, and getting to see your amazing art in each update was awesome <3 (I’m going to miss these little guys so much haha!)

[elfcow]

The really funny thing about AC6 is it does a fantastic job in-universe of justifying its CQC Core Theory ie why are we fighting in giant punchy robots when we could be sniping each other from around the curvature of the planet

For the first 3 chapters of the game, if any fight escalates more than a few hundred meters above the surface the PCA says

"I don't care who started it," and glasses everyone from orbit

The 4th chapter is an entirely-self contained dungeon dive, no air support or artillery allowed

And the final chapter not only goes off the rails in general but for some missions has some conventional warfare going on in the background while you complete specific missions that call for fast punchy robot

It's really well done and feels a lot more fleshed out than "Minovsky Particles," although there's nothing wrong with a simple solution in some stories.

I just really enjoy how it feels like the focal point of ACs develops organically from the world itself and the way conflict develops in this universe

[icewindandboringhorror]

I made a few new wax seal stamps out of clay (like the ones I did for my worldbuilding stuff forever ago), this time just of random symbols that I thought might look good done in the style of painting over the raised part of the wax or etc. :0c Some of them aren't carved deep enough to really show up that well, but overall they worked okay for being clay lol

[thepenguisalive7]

Visit to the Ninho! (Dapper please clean your room) (clip under cut)

I had to edit this one a bit, cause it was 6 minutes long 😆 sorry for the bad quality! My wife sucks a lot pfft

[iaminsideyourwalls]

Do you think maybe you could do some Pyro? I think we need more of them! Perhaps some Scout/Pyro? If you feel like it :3c

i don't usually ship pyro with the others because I always saw their relationship with pyro as a familial bond but if I were to ship pyro with someone it would be scout. as long as scout gets over his terror with some exposure therapy i think he'd find they have a lot of shared interests. Scout needs someone who doesn't talk a lot, he needs air to fill.

i love pyro my beautiful anypronoun agender friend

[pixlokita]

Honestly it's a personal pet peeve of mine when artists make Gregory too big, like he's tiny in canon, why does he look so big??? How is this boy meant to fit inside a robot? And what about the baby stroller?

But yeah, your tiny Gregory art tickles all my brainworms i love it.

Eh that’s fine everyone has their own way of drawing Greg :> but I always make sure he’s piñata sized fr xD

[cerubean]

more snapshots of the mancusos (also priscilla and fetu finally got married!)

[chippedshake]

Ponyboy stands in front of the mirror, fifteen and one month old. His hair is longer than it used to be, and the still-blond tips brush his shoulders.

There are scissors in his hands.

"Glory, he looks different with his hair like that."

Ponyboy squeezes his eyes shut, hands gripping the sink for balance. The metal scissors clang against it.

"It used to look tuff. You and Soda had the coolest-lookin' hair in town."

He tries to imagine himself a year and a month ago. Squared off in the back, long at the front and sides. It looked real tuff.

He'd complained so much when he had to cut it off, making everything impossible for Johnny, and now he can't make himself bring it back to normal?

"Oh, come on, Ponyboy, it'll grow back."

It did. And now he doesn't know what to do with it.

"Oh shoot, it's just hair."

The front door slams open.

"Honey, I'm ho-ome!"

"I never shoulda showed you that," Steve grumbles

"Well, ya did, and now ya gotta deal with it." Ponyboy can hear the grin in Soda's voice.

Loud footsteps go into the kitchen.

"Hey, ain't Pony s'pposed to be home already?"

"Prolly is, just up in his room with a book. Wouldn’t notice a twister a foot away if he was reading."

Steve snorts. "You up for a game of cards?"

"Sure. I gotta go change first though."

"Ya mean you gotta go stick an ace in your shoe?"

"Somethin' like that."

Soda's voice trails away as he makes his way to his room, but Steve's has grown closer and closer, and Ponyboy knows he's going to see him and ask questions that he doesn't want to answer, but he can't move from where his hands still grip the sink, scissors trapped against it.

"Hey, kid." Ponyboy looks up and meets Steve's eyes through the mirror. He's standing in the doorway, one hand gripping the frame, whole body tense with discomfort, his face drawn with the same worry that strings through his voice. "You want me to get Soda?"

Ponyboy shakes his head and tries to subtly wipe his eyes. It'd be a new low to cry in front of Steve.

Steve's eyes flicker from Ponyboy's face to the scissors in his hand and his ungreased hair. He grimaces when he notices the tears, like he's not sure what to do with them.

"You know, cutting it off don't mean you'll forget them. You've still got a lotta memories that ain't in your hair. Better ones, too."

Steve's tone is matter-of-fact, but soft, softer than it's ever been. To Ponyboy, at least.

Like how Dally's voice reached a high, pleading tone it'd never reached before when they were speeding down that dirt road.

"I know..." Ponyboy whispers, and Steve leans in to hear him better. "It's just the last thing I got from them."

"That ain't true," Steve says. "You got both of their jackets and that book y'all read in the church. You even got the pictures you drew of them."

"Yeah, I know. It just ain't the same." His voice still won't come out above a whisper, but Steve seems to hear him just fine.

"Shoot, kid, I know that." He steps forward and sits down on the closed toilet seat. "But you can't live your life for them. They're gone. And they ain't comin' back. If you wanna remember 'em the right way, you gotta forget them sometimes."

Ponyboy thinks about the last year. About his bookmark that's been on page 118 for five months because Johnny would never get to read any pages after. About all the movie posters he's seen come and go because it wouldn’t be the same to watch them without Johnny. About the blade that's always in his back pocket that he can't stand to look at. About the time he brawled with Curly and then started crying because Dally had been the one to teach him how to throw a punch.

About how every time he looks in the goddamn mirror, he gets scared by his own reflection and remembers the church.

Maybe Steve's right. Maybe if he wants to start living normally again, he needs to forget them sometimes.

"This just ain't us. It's like being in a Hallowe'en costume we can't get out of."

Johnny might never get out of his costume, but Ponyboy could. And he would do it. For Johnny. Because he wouldn’t want Ponyboy to live as a shell of who he once was.

But when he meets his own eyes in the mirror, he knows he can't bring himself to do it.

"Steve, you ever cut hair before?"

He looks up in surprise, and for a moment Ponyboy's scared he's going to laugh at him. Then he stands up and holds his hand out for the scissors.

"Can't imagine it's harder'n fixin' up a car."

[theoriginofcarrots]

Wanna see a Kuka'awale (Stakeout) episode image recap?

Ok...

It's Me or Mr. Pickles!

Later

Next morning

The answer is YES and it will happen again

very very soon

Bonus

I have always wondered:

[lavenderknivess]

pre soul anchor imodna like

[spongek-squidge]

Does anyone else come across someone portraying Harvey as confident and just be like… that’s not my doctor?

He is a ball of crippling anxiety in everything but the workplace (and even then he’s still anxious) and I think people who believe he’s socially confident fundamentally misunderstand him as a character?

Would he say pick up lines? Yes, but they’re either corny as hell or heavily ambiguous and the corny ones only ever occur when you’re dating. An example of the ambiguous one would be his famous ‘come to me if you ever need a confidential check-up’. Like, you know he’s saying that with sweat running down his face as red as a tomato and he immediately turns around and leaves upon saying it

No offence to the writers out there write however you want, but he is fundamentally an anxious man.

[quintessential-candles]

That’s it I’m doing one of those posts that usually get people annoyed at me for my whimsy and silliness

Every note this gets I will clean my room for an extra minute